In addition to his day job as B’way lyricist/composer, Stephen Sondheim is a brilliant, all but fanatical puzzle addict. A bent used, with actor/pal Anthony Perkins, in co-writing this one-off screenplay, a decidedly nasty murder mystery amongst the Hollywood set, but with its Agatha Christie bona fides more Hamptons L.I. than Malibu L.A. Hollow, but fun, you don’t have to be a member of Acrostics Anonymous to enjoy watching the claws of movieland’s rich & entitled come out during a shipboard week of parlor games with James Coburn hosting a nightly truth or dare 'character' treasure hunt to find out who was responsible for last year’s hit-and-run death of wife Sheila. Director Herbert Ross, judging his effects perfectly, makes sure we can parse all the plot twists & explanations while getting excellent perfs (James Mason & Richard Benjamin especially fine) other than Raquel Welch whose third-rate movie actress is also third-rate in this movie. All leading up to a real Hollywood ending: cynical, amoral, with a Deal Memo for a heart.
DOUBLE-BILL: Woody Allen took a whack at the form in his underrated MANHATTAN MURDER MYSTERY/’93.
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